Sunday, 20 November 2011


FEELING OF BEING ALIVE 

flames risen from the ocean, nothing was 
the abnormal, fumes impenetrated 
the sky, its matter of perception,
volcanic combustion or it 
generated from my 
corporal world, 
I know,
the address of derivation, somewhere -
between the tavern and shrine,
my love inhabited since 
the creation, that's
your definition
it's bad or 
good, 
in my glossary, love is gender less -
cognition, a glibness perception,
knows only flowing toward 
the slopes, continuously
embracing the arid,
afflicted, barren 
land, it's
free 
from all the worldly shackles,natural 
completely parthenogenesis,
a feeling to adopt all the
universe inner heart,
just the space of 
beauty and 
realism, 

--- SHANTANU SANYAL